Lyrics:
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
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They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
to the head
Yeah bitch she bad and boujee
And of course she got that big ol booty
Make me fall in love fall in love for the night
Blinded by the lights
I'm just a outsider, inside, outlinin' thing's I'm surrounded by
This time the outcome is insight to how some live life
The shoe doesn't fit me
to give up (though her boyfriend wasn’t interested in helping out), she kept going, kept working hard and in a short time her business flourished and was
Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio, is like being nowhere at all
All through the day how the hours rush by
You sit in the park and you watch the grass
her cascade when I
Go berserk in the guts
And to be honest, I'm a baller
I gotta keep it a buck
The chopper so big that every time I swing
It get stuck
her weep
40 days and 40 nights
And it's still coming down on me
There's a big
A big hard sun
Beaten on the big people
In the big hard world
get through the day (oh, day)
Won't say no name, I'm not a snitch
But one night at the Ritz
Did some shit I shouldn't of did (at the Ritz, shouldn't
Furthermore scratch that I'm way too cold
Rules don't abide by them
Big 4 5 by him
I swear the beef's getting way too old
Glory be to God the one and only
I
there
Day n night 24/7 this for you baby
Bi*** I like to fu** wit the lights on
cnd I like to fu** all night long
Bi*** I like to fu** wit the lights
Like night follows day, and I'll be aight'
But time's get hard, yeah I feel you
Some days, I just wanna shoot with my Nina
Some days, I just wish I could
Simpson Road fashion, poppin wheelies on the Ninja
Whip game hot, flow cold like the winter
Ball hard if niggaz got blocks like a center
Time for me
and the chest of drawers are telling her to go outdoors
He should have been here by this time, he said that he'd be here by nine
That guy is such a prick
Yup, yup, okay, yeah, yeah
Boyz N Da Hood
Ey, yeah, lets go, ey, yeah
Jody Breeze, Big Duke, Young Jeezy, Gee
If you's a thug, go on, show us,
takin' up a break
In this fuckin' hard time
Every truth feels like lie
Goin' sleepless every night
Fallin' tears from your eyes
Just keep your trust in god
might be Might be, they rush the parking lot
They know us by the car see You ain't livin' quite like me
Like me, I'm runnin' up the check I'm buyin' out
moving hard
Wetin dem wan show me asay no no no
Adey on my grind
Oh yeah yeah yeah
All day all day
All day all night bro
All day all night bro
We
Yo
Beast
Big man things on deck (dope nation )
Chock for the corner and wedge (abos3n)
Make you no rush, boys no for sweat (Mole)
Untouchable
Everyday and night make we hustle
Until we make our money long o o
(O o o o o)
(OUTRO)
I no go fit to calm down
Everyday by day I dey hustle yeh
I no go fit
Yo Mo Bee main, drop that shit!
"Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy"
"Heyyyy! Heyy-ayyaahhyy"
You know what time, boo-yaow
I know it's time for you
So
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
got no drive
You're a mommy of a broke down car
But I guess it's alright, we stay up on the grind, all day all night
Uso I don't smoke weed but I
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